Check this fish packet of death
open and count it
teethy bite taboo and obsession giving squash mouth
Now greedy and tinfoil peel it back lips tongue labor
check it all out the dollar notes fall into the street
Throw in the next hook line and fever
The sea burps and farts freely eternal and frugal
the wind throws it in your face seagull neutral
and raging against the posts where people hang their bait
is a green algae that eats into the wood seawater can't prevent
this packet of flakey fish in the tin foil begs fire and oil
just enough for a basic meal after the rod and toil
an attempt to feed oneself on the rough
the foil kept it fresh enough
It's packed in a suitcase overfilled with papers
flavors for the commuter
Now lick the folds of these hundred dollar bills
roll your tabacco in it
light them up and drag each puff out
fishy and engulfed
stoned and nicotined
weird and gloob eyed
fresh out of oxygen
waiting for the lemonjuice to set in
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